The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 636
The night was thick and the mist was thick, the concierge of Prince Yong's Mansion opened the gate, saw someone standing outside, and rushed into the mansion to report.

Yuxian was falling asleep when suddenly someone shook beside the bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Yushu was fully dressed and sitting by the bed, her eyes complex and anxious.

"Sister Yuxian, you are awake, something has happened."

This sound was enough to wake Yuxian up completely, and she sat up and got out of bed.

Yushu didn't want to disturb Yuxian's tranquility, Yuxian felt light, if someone disturbed her, she wouldn't have time to sleep again, and the people from the courtyard notified her that she was also looking for her, but today's matter was no small matter, and she couldn't handle it alone of.

After explaining the cause and effect to Yu Xian, the two of them entered Song Xieyu's room together, and after lighting the lamp, they noticed a figure hidden in the tent.

Yu Xian and Yu Shu looked at each other, they were all shocked, Song Xieyu was awake...

"Master, something happened at the Four Seasons Garden."

Now that she was awake, Yuxian pursed her lips and stepped forward to report softly.

Song Xieyu slept until the middle of the night, feeling her heart was being pressed down by something, extremely restless, and not long after she sat up, she heard footsteps.

After picking up the embroidered shoes and getting off the bed, Song Xieyu spoke in a very soft tone, barely audible: "Where is the prince?"

Yushu tied Song Xieyu's long hair loosely: "My lord entered the palace in the middle of the night, and Miss Hong was with me."

Hong Huiyue?Song Xieyu suppressed all kinds of speculations in his heart, took a cup of herbal tea to calm down, lowered his eyes, and the slender eyelashes cast a shadow in front of his eyes: "Change clothes and prepare the car, let's go to the Four Seasons Garden."

After Song Xieyu packed up and got into the carriage prepared by Yushu, there was still a distance from the Four Seasons Garden, when she heard a rush of horseshoes, from far to near.

Yu Shu approached the door of the carriage, lightly lifted the curtain and took a look: "Princess, it's Song Tian."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of the horse's hooves stopped, and Song Tian's voice outside the carriage was low and clear: "Princess Wang, the shopkeeper Wang heard that you came in person, and asked the little one to pick you up."

Song Xieyu was sitting in the carriage, closing her eyes and resting her mind. Yuxian lifted the curtain of the carriage and responded softly: "The shopkeeper Wang has a heart, let's go."

Song Tian got on his horse again and opened the way ahead. When he arrived at the Four Seasons Garden, the sky was light and it was already the fourth watch.

Song Xieyu got out of the carriage and was about to enter the door when Yuxian who was beside her suddenly made a sound, her soft tone was a little abrupt in the dark night.

"Master, it's better to wear this cloak, curtain and hat. It's cold at night, so don't catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, he carefully adjusted Song Xieyu's clothes, looked them up and down, and then returned to the original place.

Wang Xingyuan was sitting in Puyin Pavilion, and he had already drank most of the herbal tea in front of him. His usually indifferent face was a little more panicked, his pupils flickered, and he was clearly in a state of anxiety.

Hearing the sound of footsteps from far to near, Wang Xingyuan got up quickly, saw Song Xieyu, his eyes were slightly fixed, as if he had found the backbone: "Princess, you are here."

Song Tian waited at the door, glanced at Shopkeeper Wang and then at Song Xieyu. Since this Concubine Yong came, Shopkeeper Wang was completely different from the panic-stricken look before, and he felt relieved almost instantly.

He has been with shopkeeper wang for so long, shopkeeper wang has no secrets from him, and he is regarded as his successor.

The longer the contact, the deeper the admiration for Wang Xingyuan. Not only is he convinced, but also regretful. It is a pity that the shopkeeper Wang is a great talent, nestled in such a garden.

But now, looking at shopkeeper Wang, a man in his 40s, after such a big incident, was comforted by a woman like Song Xieyu who can't reach him. curious.

Song Xieyu sat down at the main seat Wang Xingyuan vacated, and when he spoke again, his tone was the same as usual, calm and gentle: "What's wrong?"

This attitude greatly comforted Wang Xingyuan, and made him calm down quickly. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were darkened: "Let that child tell you."

Song Tian received Wang Xingyuan's signal, clasped his fists and bowed down, and when he came back not long after, he was followed by a very delicate and thin boy.

Before the boy came in, he quickly scanned the people in the room, his eyes showed a gloomy look that did not belong to his age, but it was only for a moment, before anyone looked at him carefully, he lowered his head again, looking sickly and well-behaved.

"Slave Yu Zhou, send greetings to all the nobles."

Song Xieyu looked at Yu Zhou in front of her. This was the first time she saw the child prostitutes raised by Xie Yang. In order to restrain them, these child prostitutes were all enslaved. two years old.

"How old?"

Yu Zhou lowered his head, and his voice was soft and ingratiating habitually: "Return to your nobleman, this slave is seventeen this year."

Song Xieyu was quite surprised, looking at Yu Zhou who was kneeling on the ground, Seventeen?I really can't tell from this appearance, how can a 17-year-old man be so thin?

Yushu dislikes daytime a little. As a man, when he speaks, he speaks delicately and artificially, which is really insulting to gentlemen.

Yu Zhou didn't raise his head, but even when he was kneeling, he could still feel good or evil scrutiny from above his head, he didn't mind, and said again: "The lord above will give the servants a piece of paper every month. It is a pill, brown in color, with a bitter taste, and after taking it, it will make the body weak and branchless, petite and exquisite."

Song Xieyu frowned, she only knew that Xie Yang raised prostitutes in captivity, but she didn't know that there was such an allusion in it, drugging these boys to stay at the age of twelve or thirteen forever, not only against the family, but also against the law of heaven.

Are you really not afraid of retribution?
Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Song Xieyu's tone was cold and cold, and he said casually: "Tell me, what happened?"

Yu Zhou didn't raise his head, but the hands on the bluestone board subconsciously clenched and turned white: "I obeyed my orders and have been serving Guo Ziyu for the past few days. I want to gain Guo Ziyu's trust, so as to drive a wedge between him and the prince."

"But just yesterday, when the slave went in, he faintly heard the dispute between the crown prince and Guo Ziyu. He wanted to listen carefully, but was stopped by Eunuch Liu. After waiting for more than half an hour, Eunuch Liu called the slave over and ordered that the Do your best to make Guo Ziyu happy."

Yu Zhou's voice was neither fast nor slow, although it was a little too soft, but he got used to it and didn't find it weird. Song Xieyu was listening intently, and accidentally saw the scars and red marks extending from Yu Zhou's wrist during his movements The side is bruised and swollen.

It's a new injury, and it's definitely not the only one.

Doing all she can to make Guo Ziyu happy... just to satisfy his tyrannical desire?

Yu Zhou, however, seemed to be talking about other people's affairs, without any fluctuations in his tone: "In the past, the slave coaxed Guo Ziyu to be happy, but the prince always avoided it, but on that day, the prince stayed, and when Guo Ziyu finished venting his anger on the slave, The crown prince and Guo Ziyu began to have a drink."

(End of this chapter)